The Budster and I are bone tired this morning. Mumford is always bone tired and the Duchess plods along amiably. We were up late and when I finally crashed, I didn’t sleep. It was one of those nights where you toss and turn and your brain won’t shut off. I think I dreamt that I was awake. At least I hope it was a dream. I’d sure hate to think I didn’t get a single wink of sleep. Whenever I’d roll over, the Budster was looking at me. I hoped I wasn’t keeping him awake but I think I was.
That was dark and now it’s light. The pups have all been out and they are taking a nap. They either know how important it is to get their rest or they just choose to sleep when there is nothing worthwhile to do.
When we are exhausted, it’s difficult to think clearly, it is difficult to function, and it is difficult to love. Our brain and our body just wants to be left alone and when pushed, we come across as crabby and uncaring and we hurt those that we love the most.
Nimbus is the sweetest fat little kitty that we rescued recently. He loves to lay in the hallway and watch as people, dogs and cats go by. For the most part he stays to the side and out of the way but sometimes he plops his pudgy butt smack dab in the middle of the hallway and you either have to go around or over him. Often when you do, he reaches out and smacks you with his clawed paw, wanting attention. You’re tired and you just want to get by.
“NOT NOW, NIMBUS!”
…and then you feel bad.
I try to make it up to him on my way back through but the damage has already been done. It happens to everyone. We lash out and say things when we are tired to the bone and later we feel bad about it.
We Christians are good at identifying our enemies and temptations. I won’t even begin to list them here but you know what I’m talking about. One great enemy is ourself. It’s not what we do when we are strong, it’s how we are and what we do when we are at our weakest and fatigue can be a tool that can used against us. We may want to blame the fatigue but we are often responsible for letting it in the door.
There are a lot of scriptures that instruct us to rest in the Lord and most of the time those sound good but our bodies are biological units and as such, they require regular maintenance or they will fail. Those scriptures are not the maintenance we need. They are goals and the reason we should maintain our biological units.
Don’t talk to me right now about the joy of the Lord and resting in Him because I’m tired to the bone and I don’t want to hurt you. God knows I’m tired to the bone and DON’T TELL ME HE HAS PREPARED A RESTING PLACE FOR ME EITHER!! Sorry. Didn’t mean it.
I wonder if Jesus ever got cranky when He was tired?
No, I didn’t snap at the Budster. I was patient, kind and responsible when he poked his nose in my face AT 5:00AM AND WANTED OUTSIDE!
Psalm 127:2 ESV
It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.